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know Father a long time ago. He's got a lot of railroad
business and some big companies in Ohio get him to do
work for them, him and his partners."

"Lightfoot," Mr. Munn said ruminatively, " Lightfoot."

"Yes, sir, Lightfoot; and the firm's name is Hayden,
Hughes, and Lightfoot. Father used to know him in
Tennessee."

"In Tennessee?"

" Yes, sir, in the war, I believe it was. He went up North
after the war. He came down to see Father once a long
time ago when I was a kid. I just barely remember him
there. They still write letters off and on, or used to. Then
I met him again. His boy went to Washington and Lee, too,
but he didn't take law. He's working on a newspaper in
Baltimore. I met his father again when he came down to
school one time to see Mose. Mose didn't want to be a
lawyer."

" Getting hi a firm like that, that's got a big practice, and
working up," Mr. Munn said, nodding, " that's a good way
to get a start in the law. I reckon it's the best way, these
days. But I reckon I was homesick, being away from home
so long going to school and all, and then my mother died
and left me the place, so I just hung my shingle out in
Bardsville. Made a mistake, maybe."

"No, no, I didn't mean that," the boy asserted vehe-
mently, and then hesitated in obvious embarrassment.
" That isn't what I meant. I'm changing my mind, I guess.
I don't believe I'm going to Cincinnati like I thought. Being
back this Christmas and all-----" The sentence hung un-
finished in the air.

"You might be passing something up," Mr. Munn pointed
out, sucking his pipe. " That's where they tell me the money
is. Up yonder across the river. God knows there's not much
around here,"

"That's not the point.  Exactly-----"

"It's a pretty big point, a right smart of the time."

The boy looked across the room, and Mr. Munn followed